We All Poem


We all

look in the mirror

we all

know what race we are

we all

have notions about the other races.

We all get together with others of our race

and

talk about the other races.

We all

are predjuced.

 

We know if our knees knock

we know if our nose is crooked, if our feet are ugly.

But we don’t seem to know

how much we need to

overcome and

how far we

need to

go.

 

 

 

 


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